This is a song about "Left"

Left you bitches there standing idle

With a honey in the middle

Life has put her to the test

That was good shit, is there any left

But if i die tonight

Im being pulled left and right

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

I ain't trynna be politically correct

He was being a bully so i left

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed